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3 Inches Of Blood - The Phantom Of The Crimson Cloak lyrics
out of the fog comes a huddled shape
 cloaked head to toe in crimson flowing robes
 it hunts, kills, eats
 unseen in sickening mists of night, some evils lurking in the gloom
 voracious hunting appetite and piercing demon eyes
 a mandrake sets upon its prey, slashing mangled claws
 soulstealer strangling terror, in crimson cloak it kills
 mortals who cross the path
 the phantom hunts and kills
 with a swift ferocity
 the demons carcass strikes
 death is his way, dare not to cross his path in fright
 captured by its frozen stare, your body drained of essence
 predator of the pure in heart, sending all their soulds to hell3 Inches Of Blood - The Phantom Of The Crimson Cloak - http://motolyrics.com/3-inches-of-blood/the-phantom-of-the-crimson-cloak-lyrics.html
 there is no escape from here, phantom horror attack
 he must feed
 on innocent human flesh
 to hold the madness at bay
 that torments his eternal march
 death is his way, dare not cross his path
 the phantom of the crimson cloak stalks the dark and silent night
 an ancient corpse
 hes trod this worn path
 many forlorn years
 aeons yet to come
 death is his way, dare not cross his path
 the phantom of the crimson stalks the dark and silent night













